The secret photographer didn't dare to move for a long time.
An hour had passed, but there was still no movement from the two 'flesh mountains'.
He boldly stepped forward and kicked the corpses. After confirming the news of their death, he said, "They have been dead for a long time!"
The rest of the photographers rushed up and took pictures with them.
"This, this news will be popular if it gets out!"
"You are right."
Some people couldn't bear the smell and visual impact after taking a few photos, so they ran far away and vomited.
The 'flesh mountains' were covered with rotten flesh. Red bugs were crawling around their arms, and there seemed to be maggots and some unknown things in their eyes.
It looked creepy.
"I promise this news will spread to all the forces!" the photographer in black jacket said excitedly.
These people were extremely excited. Their god of war, West came to make trouble for the zombie aristocrats!